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dark_rebellion) wrote2017-03-22 08:53 pm
dark_rebellion) wrote2017-03-22 08:53 pm
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*Somewhere deep within the run-down area of the city, Yuto sits in front of a fire inside a small, derelict building. This was the place that he'd been using as a hideout ever since he arrived in Domino City.
The walls were cracked, the windows broken, the door off it's hinges, but he'd tried his best to make it as private a possible, using rags he found to hang up in front of the windows and doorways in the hopes to keep away any unwanted attention, as well as to try and keep as much of the cold out as he could.
The room itself has been pilfered of anything even remotely valuable long before Yuto had arrived, now all that was in the small room were things he'd brought with him and the things he'd found around the city that he felt might be useful.
A pile of tattered blankets were at the back of the room which is where he slept, a small collection of old out-of-date magazines and newspapers he'd found around the city were nearby, as well as a small pile of branches and sticks he used as firewood.
Throwing a few more of the sticks into the fire, he silently stares into it, losing his thoughts to the flames dancing in front of him.*
The walls were cracked, the windows broken, the door off it's hinges, but he'd tried his best to make it as private a possible, using rags he found to hang up in front of the windows and doorways in the hopes to keep away any unwanted attention, as well as to try and keep as much of the cold out as he could.
The room itself has been pilfered of anything even remotely valuable long before Yuto had arrived, now all that was in the small room were things he'd brought with him and the things he'd found around the city that he felt might be useful.
A pile of tattered blankets were at the back of the room which is where he slept, a small collection of old out-of-date magazines and newspapers he'd found around the city were nearby, as well as a small pile of branches and sticks he used as firewood.
Throwing a few more of the sticks into the fire, he silently stares into it, losing his thoughts to the flames dancing in front of him.*
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Then he picks up a stick and pokes his shoulder with it.*
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[Then he looks at Yuto.]
[Then he glares at him.]
That didn't hurt.
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Looked like it hurt to me.
Having an iron will is no good if even a stick can take you down right now.
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Fine.
I'll wait. I'll do some more goddamn waiting, because I apparently haven't done enough of that since I got to Standard.
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